
AARADHYA RATHORE

ABHIMANYU SINGH YADUVANSHI



AARADHYA RATHORE

ABHIMANYU SINGH YADUVANSHI


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In the quiet hills of Shimla, where snowfall slows time and silence speaks louder than words, two strangers reach for the same book. Myra Tanna believes in gentle things—poetry that doesn’t shout, love that doesn’t rush, and dreams that grow patiently. A simple college student, she never expected her life to change between library shelves and borrowed verses. Arnav Malhotra has just arrived in Shimla as a government officer, carrying responsibility on his shoulders and unspoken emotions in his heart. Practical by choice, poetic by nature, he hides his love for words behind duty and discipline. Their first meeting is accidental. Their second feels like fate. What begins as quiet conversations and lingering eye contact slowly unfolds into something deeper—wrapped in respect, warmth, and an unspoken understanding. As families step in and destinies intertwine, this arranged marriage becomes not a compromise, but a choice. A story where love grows softly. Where feelings are felt, not declared. Where poetry, snowfall, and shared silences write a romance of their own. Because some love stories don’t begin with fireworks— they begin with a whisper.



an arrange marriage story.✨ I never decided to marry him. Not in a dream. One random day he came with his whole family for a wedding proposal. And my family accepted it. They forgot the age gap, the lifestyle of us and them, the Rivaz and Rasam. And they gave one name to our relation: "fate." And my fate brings me to the man the whole city fears. How do I survive him? "Ishika ji, aap aankhen kyu chura rahi hai hamse?" "Hamare samne dekhiye." She can't make eye contact with him. "Hum pati hai aapke." "Vi-Vihan ji," she steps back, and he comes closer. "Aapne ye kaise soch liya ki aap hamse juth bolkar bach jayengi?" "Vihan ji, mera wo matlab nahi tha, main to bas-" He puts a finger on her lips. "Vihaan Singh Rathore ki patni hokar aapko juth bolna shobha nahi deta, Ishika ji." He says, "Mann me jo khayal ho, use nikal dijiye." "Aapki aankhen hame tabse padhni aati hai, jab hamne aapko pehli baar dekha tha." "Aapki aankhon se pyar hai hame, unme dobara juth nahi dikhna chahiye." "Samjhi aap, Ishika ji?" He comes closer to her ear and says, "Aaj raat ham aapko yaad dila denge ki hamse juth bolne ki kya saza hoti hai," he smirks. "Teyyar rahiye ga, shayad aaj raat aap pe ham koi rahem na khaye," she gasps. ......... what happened when she knows her husband is totally obsessed with her. what happened when he comes near to her for making love? is he be gentle? is she survive him?

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